Album: Put It On The LineYear: 2005Track: 16Track Produced By: RZASamples: ....

Lyrics:[singer]Tony for mayor.. (x4)

[Ghostface Killah]Catch me in a crisp blue six, deep dishJaws is Cris', valor stopped at the wristWatches involved, talk to me Trick DaddyI liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that CaddySon, can't believe you the most slept onTook a break since the Cuban, niggas lookin' like you just repped wrongYou done slipped down a bid, got caught with the hammerSteal banners, medical examiners, clocked live hammersFor real, you a live nigga, rock the five in ya slipperslike them other five guys in ya pictureCome on, watch, I'm the star of the show, so blow demMothafucka, you ain't blew in three yearsSon of a bitch, that's why I rock the big shitDon't forget who you is, nigga, you my little shitI will crush you to pieces, stop ya heart from tickin'And you mad cuz you a older clock, couple rocks missin'And my writin', the band, you can say it's ice flight-nin'You don't like him, do you? You wanna fight himIn fact, I should've put you back, relaxed on the stonesAnd copped ya two-thousand leather shit, snow conesA bowl of milk almost killed you, ah, you almost drowned in popsI brought another box, I'ma keep it real with youAnd I'ma murder you if ya bitch-ass get on my nerves again

[Ghostface Killah]Hold on, let me park my shit, let me find out this nigga barkin' and shitI'm a Don of this shit, and you know that shit I wrote with Golden Arms is a hitMy Wallos show off, go off like an alarm in the sixDrank the yellow and I'm still poppin'My movie life in the hood is like an ill doctrineBeat trial with illegal edge, fuck CochraneAnd if it's on I might blow you if I'm boxed in.. {*echoes*}